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Post by akemi on May 28, 2009 17:02:38 GMT -5
Jeremy wanted nothing with the female's body. She was attractive, yes, but a woman. Besides, he had Jess. What more could anyone ask for? Well, he just wanted this woman so he could take her to clubs with him when Jess couldn't go. She would make for a sexy addition to photoshoots, too, when he had those. Modeling was such a lovely business. He was perfect for it, too. She would be good next to him, though she was a bit older. It would be strange but perhaps he could make something of it. His intention wasn't to get her into the modeling business, he just wanted to use her whenever he needed her. Besides, she would be good to keep around the house when he was gone, right? As long as she didn't tear things up everything would be ok. He noticed Incardnay was watching him just as much as he was. Jeremy wondered how eager he was to make this sale.
Jeremy frowned a bit. She fought other slaves? That wouldn't go over well. He would have to make it clear that she wasn't allowed to strike another slave. Of course, should she attack he would allow the other slaves to fight back. He would make sure she got her ass kicked by them if she went around picking a fight. If a slave couldn't do so, Jeremy would lock her up for a while. Simple as that. Jeremy would have to make sure she knew she had to obey every work Max and Jess said as well. They were welcome at his home any time they pleased and could use his slaves for whatever purpose they wanted. It was pretty much the same for Jeremy when he went to their homes. Their slaves had to obey him. Jess and Max would meet Nina pretty quick, he was sure. He wondered how long it would take little Nina to fall head over heels for one of the three.
"Fine," he said, as if the fighting didn't matter. Incardnay didn't seem to care what Jeremy had to say anyway. Five hundred for the dancer. Jeremy nodded and accepted the price. "Alright, I'll take her," he said, eyeing the contract. This is what it took? Fine, as long as he was getting the pretty girl. the money came forth and Jeremy raised his eyebrows. "I don't want to be cheated out of a slave here," he said, obviously wondering if he could trust this man.
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Post by sheismypain on May 28, 2009 17:22:53 GMT -5
you don't want to hurt me but see how deep the bullet lies "Sold. And don't worry about being gyped. She is waiting outside. Enjoy." Incardney took the money and signed the form, saying that the slave was sold, but the name was not mentioned. Safety for the buyers. Incardney turned back to his paperwork, and ignored Jeremy, leaving him to collect his slave.
Nina backed up when she heard the door open. Hands behind her back, eyes downcaste. Nina glanced up to see Jeremy, wondering if her change of clothing would make any difference. Stubbing one barefoot against the ground, Nina awaited for a form of command, a snap of a collar around her neck, a new tattoo. Anything. But she remained silent, waiting for her master to do anything. A single tear slipped from her eye, she hoped it went un-noticed, but vampires noticed everything.
unaware that i'm tearing you asunder - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Running Up That Hill - Placebo Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 28, 2009 17:53:54 GMT -5
Jeremy was content that he had a new slave. Incardnay had said the slave was outside so that was where Jeremy hoped to find her. He wondered how he was going to handle a slave that wanted to fight his other slaves. Surely she would be obedient for him. He could ignore any nasty personality traits, though. He wasn't afraid to tell her what he thought since he was so blunt. So, he made his way outside to see Nina once more. "You are mine, now, dancer," he said, giggling softly. "I have rules. He said you like to fight other slaves. You will keep your hands to yourself unless told otherwise. You do as I say, as well as what Jess and Max tell you," he explained, wanting to make it clear before he took her to his home. "You will not be mistreated in my home, though. Not unless you need to be. I don't like abusing slaves. Just do as you are told," he added.
He looked her over now that she had changed her clothes. He smiled sweetly to her, running a finger over her cheek and whiping away the tear that was so boldly racing down it. "Aw, don't cry," he said though he seemed to find it a bit humorous. Nina would get a collar when Jeremy took her home but for now she would wear nothing. he hadn't come to the club searching for a new slave so he had nothing to put around that pretty neck of hers. He wasn't going to make her get a new tattoo. He prefered the collars on his slaves. "Alright, I suppose we go home now," he said softly.
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Post by sheismypain on May 28, 2009 18:21:50 GMT -5
in my happy home i barely breathe in my lovers arms i find relief Nina nodded, furiously whiping away any other tears that challenge there way out. Following Jeremy, Nina glanced over to Incardney, glad to be away from his grasp, but wondered who the others her new master mentioned. "As you wish, Master."
She bite her bottom lip, hating to say that dreaded word again. She hated being a slave, but what she hated more was that most of her kind, nekos, didn't know that their kind was being forced into a world that broke many people. Killed even more. Listening carefully to the bar around her, ignoring the whispers. She tried telling herself that it was nothing, and that it was their own buisness, but she had a hard time believing that.
Stepping into the air outside the bar, Nina looked up, at the master she didn't know the name off. "Master, if I may question?" Her voice was confandite, but still held a minor amount of the terror her voice held either. "Who is Jess and Max?" The saying holds true so much, even if the cat is only half so.
and there's a sky that's changing and a bird that sings - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Happy Home - Garbage Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 28, 2009 19:25:36 GMT -5
He watched her wipe at her eyes and his own turned soft towards her. He was kind boy, not wanting to cause her any pain. Hearing her call him master made him smile. He liked the sound of it, though he would almost prefer he didn't call her that. Almost, but not quite. "My name is Jeremy," he said. Not that it mattered. She wouldn't be calling him that anyway. Master was such an interesting thing and it was quite amusing to hear. Like he was better than her. Which, he was. He was hotter, he was a better dancer, surely he had been alive longer. So, he accepted that word as his new nickname from her. He noticed her looking over towards Incardnay but Jeremy didn't look at him. Incardnay had pretty much owned her before and he wondered how she was treated with that man. He wasn't worried about. She was his now so Incardnay was no longer a problem.
He watched her bite her lip and he giggled softly, taking one of his lip rings into his mouth and nibbling it gently. He heard the whispers around them but simply smirked at the people. She was no longer there for them. She was his. So, her dancing was over for now. Yes, neko's didn't know that their kind was being taken into slaver. It was sad, but that's how things were working now. Neko's were being captured and sold into slavery without the others knowing. Which was good because they wouldn't be expecting to be caught. Silly little Neko's. They were oblivious to what was going to be happening to them. But now he owned one, the pretty little thing. How awesome was that?
Jeremy smiled when they stepped outside into the cool night air. He felt her eyes on him and looked to see. "Yes?" he asked, wondering what her question was. She was free to ask what she wanted, nearly free to say whatever she wanted. He didn't mind hearing her talk, he loved to talk. Jess and Max? Ah, curious kitten. "Jess is my boyfriend and Max is his brother. He's my best friend. You will like them," Jeremy said, running a hand through her hair. He was almost feeling sorry for her. Being a slave and everything. "Everything will be ok, I promise. Anything else you want to know?" he asked, looking up into the sky for a moment.
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Post by sheismypain on May 28, 2009 19:57:36 GMT -5
what drives you one what drives you on can drive you mad can drive you mad Nina looked up when she heard his name, Jeremy. It fitted. Dropping her eyes again, Nina could feel eyes on her. Damn those men that just wanted her body. Damn them to what ever hell they believed in. She was done dancing for them, she was done. Catering to those men, done catering to Incardney and his endless sexual desires.
Once outside, Nina watched the sky, Jess was the boyfriend, and Max the bestfriend. It made sense, the reason why Jeremy wasn't attracted to her body as the other men where. He was gay, not that she had anything against them. Nina had spent some time with women, masters that became lovers, but that was different. Feeling Jeremy pet her head, Nina was unable to do anything but purr at his contact.
Nina pulled away from Jeremy's touch, as nice as it was, she still felt filthy and digusting. Realising that her master may take it the wrong way, Nina quickly spoke. "I am sorry Master, but I am dirty, and I don't wish to rub my filth against you." Looking to the sky, Nina wondered, what her task would be. Would be become a domestic, cooking and cleaning. Of would be another sex slave. How she hated puzzels.
a million lies to sell yourself;; is all you ever had - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Stupid Girl - Garbage Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 28, 2009 20:39:55 GMT -5
It bothered him that she wouldn't look at him for long. It didn't bother him that men had their eyes on her, though. That's what she was for. Attention was good. He quite enjoyed it. Incardnay had said she loved attention as well, but Jeremy was begining to wonder. He pulled a bit of energy from her, feeding once more. Only a little, though, that wouldn't even let her know he was doing it. He was just nipping at her energy, really, tasting you could say. Content, he smiled down at her. She would be a nice slave for his home. He could entertain people with her dancing, though he would make sure that his guests kept their hands off of his pretty slave. He had a feeling she wouldn't appreciate it. If someone wanted to sleep with her, that would be a question they had to ask of him. Whether he would accept that or not was a different matter. It all depended on who was asking.
Jeremy wasn't fully gay, he was bi. But she didn't need to know that. Yes, it was why he wasn't quite attracted to her. Also because he had a lovely boyfriend that kept him quite occupied at the right times. He giggled when she purred. How cute was that? "You're adorable," he said in a girly tone. He was quite amused by the small noise that came fromt he Neko. Surprisingly, in all his years, he had never had a Neko slave. Most of them were humans, to be honest. He had demon once but she was long gone. He found her to be quite a hassle. Not a very pretty girl, either. Mainly, he had tried to stick with male slaves. Ones he could play with at night and have a good time. Sex was a big thing for Jeremy. He couldn't live without it. Who could? But lately he brought in more female slaves. He no longer had need for males. Though, gender wasn't something he judged in a slave.
He raised an eyebrow as she pulled away. He didn't much like touching her at the time, though, so it didn't matter. It wasn't like he had to have his hands on her. He nodded when she spoke, accepting the fact that she wanted to be clean for him. "Well, you can shower at my home," he said. His home wasn't far away, he couldn't live too far from the clubs since he enjoyed being there all the time. His intention was to have Nina work around the house for the time being. Until he could find something better for her. "As a slave, what are you good at?" he asked politely.
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Post by sheismypain on May 28, 2009 21:13:28 GMT -5
this is what he pays me for;;i'll show you how it's done you learn to love the pain you feel Nina couldn't help but blush when she heard Jeremy calling her adorable. She hadn't heard that in some time. She always got sexy, hot, and in a few occasions cute. But Nina, it had been some time since she got adorable. Not since her previous master/lover. Too bad she died.
Listening to Jeremy say she could have a shower at his home, Nina paled. Stopping dead in her tracks, her voice soft in the nigt. "Your...your...your not going to shower me your...self?" She hated it, how past experiences could reduce to her to a blumbing pile of neko. Damn it all!
Nina stucked herself up into the mass she called Antonina Mae Cruiz, and continued to keep walking. Her mind was racing as to what she was able to do, which was much. But not much of it helpful if Jeremy wanted a maid. "I can clean, do laundry, cook, not that you need it. As a slave, I wasn't used for household chores. It was more sexual, and forced..." Nina was slightly embarressed by her past history as a slave. It made things slightly strange, to be a sex slave. A blood bank. always fun.
like father like son - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Queer - Garbage Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 28, 2009 22:14:39 GMT -5
He saw the blood light up her cheeks and he chuckled. Her blood did not tempt him. He wasn't a vampire that wanted that type of thing. Energy was his blood, his food. That's what he wanted and needed. Not from her, though. Not now. Not yet. He was fully content with it at the moment. That pretty little blush made him stick his tongue out at her. Strange that she should blush at such a thing. Surely many people tell her that several times a day. "I'm sure you are used to being called such things," he said, wondering what she was thinking. Too bad he couldn't read her mind. He hated that he couldn't do such things. Jess, however, would be able to. Later he would ask Jess to read her thoughts just because he was curious about what she was thinking. Did she hate him already? Was she afraid of him? Of course, he would have found that to be quite amusing.
He blinked, confused when she paled and stood still. Was she thinking of running? Surely not. Damn it, how he wished he could read her mind. But he didn't need to, she stated her thoughts clearly. His eyes grew round and he began to laugh, fully amused by her question. She was afraid he would bathe her? 'Oh my,' he thought, laughing quite hard as if it was the funniest thing in the world. "Do you want me to?" he asked, serious all of the sudden. He didn't keep that serious look for long and he started giggling once more. "No, no I don't think I will. You are a big girl, you can shower yourself, yea?" he asked thoughtfully, looking her over a bit and giggling once more. What on earth would make this woman think that Jeremy was going to do it himself? Oh how he could imagine. No, no he really couldn't. Even if he wanted someone to do it he would get another slave to bathe her. He couldn't do it himself. Though, a shower with a friend was quite and interesting idea.
They continued walking now and came across his home pretty quick. "Well, well. That won't do, now will it?" he said laughing. "I don't want you for sexual reasons, lovely," he said truthfully. He had no intention to fuck her. "I suppose you will be doing the cleaning and housework, then" he added. "Well, you are free to do as you wish. There is a pool in the back," he said, looking around the living room of his home. As a model, Jeremy had enough money to buy a large home. His house was two stories. There were four bedrooms, the master was downstairs and the others upstairs. three bathrooms, a huge kitchen and a pretty good sized living room. There was a pool out back that was often used by Jeremy, Jess and Max. He looked over at her with soft eyes. "Well, there is a shower upstairs and you can choose one of the three bedrooms," he said, giggling as if he knew something that she didn't.
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Post by sheismypain on May 29, 2009 14:40:02 GMT -5
they only want you when you're seventeen when you're twenty-one you're no fun Nina gave a faint blush as he laughed at her comment of him washing her. She had previous masters that wouldn't allow the slave to be alone, let alone be showered without making sure that every inch was scrubbed to within it's life. Glad she was about to be scoured, let alone she was being given a chance to get clean to her high standards.
Walking into the living room, Nina was in awe, and slight disgusted with herself not having any shoes. But quickly hide it, trying not to disappoint her master already. Nodded at his directions, Nina headed towards an upstairs, wondering as what her master was laughing at.
Walking into the bedroom was like walking into a fairy tale, itwas large, but anything was large when you lived as a slave. If the bedroom was a fairy tale, the bathroom was heaven. Grateful she able to look around and enjoy the bathroom, she began to smell everything that had a scent. Letting out a giddy meow, Nina slowly stripped down, setting her clothing on the side of the shower. Stepping into hot water, Nina purred as she felt the heat pentitrate her body, loosing her muscles. But relaxing only lasted until she comfortable and warm. Cleaning came next with herself and her clothing.
they take a polaroid and let you go - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Seventeen - Ladytron Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 29, 2009 15:02:07 GMT -5
Jeremy was no longer amazed by the beauty of his own home. Actually, he was quite bored of it. He tended to get bored of things once he had seen it often. His home didn't have the dark look about it like he did. He seemed out of place in his own home but it didn't matter to him. Soon he would be living with Jess. His boyfriend had invited him to move in and Jeremy had accepted. Of course, he would tell the Neko this later. He just wanted her to get used to him first. He didn't want her to feel overwhelmed. He was still amused by her thinking he was going to bathe her. She must have had some owner at one point. Silly people. Won't let their slaves bathe themselves. That was silly. Of course, had he been attracted to her and not with Jess, perhaps he would have joined her for that bath. Luckily for her, that wasn't the case.
He didn't notice the disgust from her but he did notice the awe. He was glad his home at least made her a bit happy. He watched her go up the stairs and smiled a bit, wondering how many times she had to explore new homes for new masters. He didn't know how slaves stayed so strong and held their head up after being so many places with so many different people. Also, the things some people used slaves for were crazy. How a slave could ever feel comfortable around their master, he would never know. But he figured Nina would warm up to him sooner or later. He didn't have any intention of selling her or letting her lose. He was sure they would enjoy each others company, really. She did seem like a nice woman and probably would have made a good friend if she hadn't been a slave. As it was, though, she wasn't going to be close friends with Jeremy.
Jeremy was hoping she found the bathroom to her liking but he wasn't going to go check on her. She was a woman, she could take care of it all on her own. Being a slave didn't usually take away the memory of how to do normal things, did it? He could feel her upstairs in the bathroom and he sighed softly, sitting on his couch. He leaned back, letting his eyes close and dozing off.
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Post by sheismypain on May 29, 2009 15:45:57 GMT -5
we hard time on our side in the beginning we, we had noting to hide in the beginning Nina, dressed in a house coat she found in the bathroom. It was made out of a soft material that Nina didn't reconigize, but the dark colour suited her fine. Letting her clothes the top of the shower, Nina wandered down stairs slowly. Looking around, she found her master asleep, but was sure to be quiet.
Slinking around had never been her intention, she merely wanted to look around, and Jeremy being asleep gave her a chance to explore, while she had to quiet. Looking around the house, Nina found the kitchen to massive, with everything a person would need, though Nina was scared to look in the fridge and cupboards.
Freezing when she heard a voice, Nina slowly headed towards to were she last saw Jeremy. Sitting down on a footrest, Nina made sure that everything was covered. Rocking slightly, Nina looked around the house, unsure with what to do with herself. She was never given such freedoms, she had limited freedoms. And was curious as to clothing. She was pretty low, err..shot for clothing.
you, you blame me but;;it's not fair when you say that i didn't try - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Let It Die - Three Days Grace Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 29, 2009 16:26:50 GMT -5
Jeremy hadn't meant to fall asleep. What if Nina tried to escape? He wasn't quite sure how she would react to being his slave. He had forgotten about giving her clothes to change into after she showered but he had something she could wear in the bathroom until he figured out something else to do about clothes. Jeremy finally came around and heard footsteps in his kitchen. "Nina?" he said gently. He heard her stop and he smiled. He stood, walking over to a dresser by the T.V and taking out the collar that would now belong to the Neko woman. He returned to his seat on the couch and waited for her to come in the room. When she did, he smiled to her and watched her sit down. "Sorry I didn't have clothing for you. I'm sure there is some in the rooms," he said. Jeremy was positive he had some clothes from previous female slaves that might fit her. Close enough, anyway.
He stood, moving towards her and showing her the collar she would be wearing. "I wasn't planning on bringing home a slave so I was unprepared. It may take a while to get settled in, but you will be fine," he said gently. "We will go shopping for you some clothes soon. Whatever you want, let me know," he said. He would buy her anything she liked and probably things he thought looked good on her as well. He wasn't going to let her go without good clothing. It was obvious that he cared a bit about fashion. Jeremy nibbled at his lip ring thoughtfully. It seemed to be a habit of his. He put the collar on her neck and took a step back to look. It looked good on her, though that could be expected when in came to Jeremy. He had several collars in the dresser that could fit a variety of slaves. So, he simply picked the one that looked best on Nina.
"Anything I can get for you?" Jeremy asked, though he knew it wasn't his place to ask the slave for what she wanted. She should be doing things for him, not the other way around. He jsut wanted to make her feel comfortable at first. She seemed a little weary around him and he didn't like that. Incardnay had said she liked to fight slaves and so Jeremy had expected an outgoing kitten. Kinda like how she was at the club. Either way, she would start being treated more like a slave soon. He just wanted to make sure she was alright before anything else. After all, she had a new master. It was a change and when it came to Jeremy there was no telling what happened next.
(You can choose how the collar looks, I wasn't sure what kind you wanted lol)
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Post by sheismypain on May 29, 2009 17:07:13 GMT -5
you could make grown men gasp when you go wlaking past and in your hot pants and high heels Nina noted the collar, and lifted up her red hair. She was still trying to get that she was a slave, not a guest. The collar was the grounding she needed. Fingering the heart on eth end of collar, Nina wanted to stand up, ripe the house apart. She didn't want this life, she didn't pick this life, she was forced into a life she never had a voice in.
Hearing Jeremy ask what she needed, it brought back the sense she was a guest. Chewing on her lip, Nina stook her head. "I'd like something to eat, and some sleep. And thank you for your hospitality, I will return it. I hope." Nina tried to ignore the bruises, tried not to rub them. Her increased healing allowed her not to have small cuts of bruises longer than a few hours. Lack of sleep and good food left her worn out. "Sleep will be more than enough, Master."
Nina shifted slightly, thinking if she went through an drawers in the bedroom. Her mind drew a blanket, so much for being a curious cat. Pulling her knees up to her chest, Nina pulled the hosue coat over her knees, keeping everything covered. "I will get dressed, thank you again Master." In a solid movement, Nina stood up, gave a small bow and headed towards her room.
Nina pulled on a black long sleeve shirt for a cartoon she didn't recongize, and a pair of white jeans. She hoped it suitable, while she seriously needed clothes. Walking down into the living room, Nina paused when she saw Jeremy, but strod out, pulling all the stops for her best runway walk. The one she would use when she knew she needed the attention on her from the moment she stepped out, and to show off the goods. She just hoped it wasn't over ly too much.
they could not believe that such a body was for real - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Cherry Lips - Garbage Should be doing: Nothing Notes: None |
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Post by akemi on May 29, 2009 17:49:46 GMT -5
Jeremy nodded as he looked her over once more. He wouldn't show her where to find things, she would have to do that on her own. How else would she learn where things were? "That collar fits you," he said, giggling. He seemed to be a very happy boy and he intended to keep it that way. It wasn't very often that he was upset or angry. He tried to stay cheerful. Had the Neko really began to tear his home up she would have had to pay him back all the things she had broken. The things in his home were not cheap, either. She would end up right back where she started, dancing and making men happy. He was sure she didn't want that and he was hoping she wouldn't take the chance. He didn't want to have to lock her up, that was for sure. Jeremy wanted to be able to see her sometimes and talk with her if there was something to be said.
He chuckled a bit and stood. Luckily he had food in the house. Jeremy did enjoy the taste of food sometimes even though it really did nothing for him. Jeremy fed from the energy of others. Usually it was during sex but lately from crowds. Either way, he was happy. Jeremy didn't like going outside during the day but would if he had to. He found he quite enjoyed being able to walk in the sunlight whereas regular vampires could not. So, the Neko needed sleep and food. He wasn't going to make anything for her so if she wanted something she could find it herself. She said she was going to go get dressed and he let her leave to go find clothing that suited her. He sat and waited on her to return, wondering what she was thinking once more. When she came back he turned to look at her and was quite surprised at the little walk she was doing for him.
He raised an eyebrow as she did a runway walk, a bit of a smile playing on his pretty, peirced lips. She wasn't bad, that was for sure. He approved. "Well, well," he giggled. "Seems you know how to walk it, huh?" he laughed, though his eyes said he was quite impressed with her. He stood, running his fingers through her hair and looking towards the kitchen. "Alright, darling. So, food in the kitchen. Eat what you want, it should all be good," he said thoughtfully, trying to remember if he had bought new stuff recently. "Beds are upstairs. Like I said, choose your room," he added. It didn't matter which of the bedrooms she chose. None of them were in use at the time. They were there for guests, though Jess usually just slept with Jeremy and Max usually slept in one of the guest rooms though Jeremy rarely had Max over.
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